Manea

Why say what I think, alone,
if nobody thinks the same, as others.
Why argue my feelings,
it hurts to have to do it,
in the end I'll just stay alone.
The wind screams out, alone,
men scream inside, everything,
and if there's anyone who wants
to do the same as the wind,
they'll soon find themselves alone.
The man wants to enjoy it, alone,
the man wants someone else to tighten it.
No one should feel ashamed,
no one should blame anyone,
the man is to blame, alone.
Why say what I think, alone,
if nobody thinks the same, as another,
don't they see that nobody understands,
that nobody is ashamed,
the man likes to bury himself, alone,
why argue what I think, alone...